Mean Machine

Mean Machine quotes

38 total quotes (ID: 1073)

Danny Meehan
Doc
Massive
Mr Burton


[After learning Mr Ratchett has been kicked twice in the same area]
Bob Carter: Just goes to show lightning can strike twice.
Bob Likely: Abso-****ing-lutely, Bob.


[When asked to be breathalised by the cops] No need, officer. I'm absolutely drunk.

Sykes: What money?
Danny Meehan: You're a betting man. We'll make a deal. Let your lads play. Win or lose, you call the result. Bet accordingly.
Sykes: Back to your fixing the match routine, right? Now listen, it's like this - I'd never take a bet against England, and I wouldn't bet the screws against the cons. Capisce?
Danny Meehan: Then we can play to win. Would you think about it?
Sykes: Yes, I'll think about it. But right now, I'm thinking you're polluting my air. Now go away.

[Referring to a clipboard Massive is holding]
Danny Meehan: What's that?
Massive: I'm your manager.
Danny Meehan: Since when?
Trojan: Look, don't bother giving me no orders, yeah?
Massive: Look, stop bitching, bitch.

I'm in here for drunken assault.

It's funny, but when you're in that football world, you just don't realise what it means to people. You only find out how disappointed they are, when you let them down. I was 16 when I signed pro forms. Thought I was the business. Didn't take long for standards to start slipping. Cars, booze, bad tips for slow horses... You think you can handle it, then bang, very soon it's handling you. Before I was picking up trophies, I was 425 grand down to men nasty enough... well, even they would have put the wind up Mr Sykes. But they did give me two choices - a wheelchair for life, or a deliberate penalty against the Germans. It's not as if I've prospered. Look where I've ended up.

It's called sunlight, Meehan. Think of it as a privilege which can be withdrawn.

[Danny Meehan is about to take a free kick in front of a wall - the ball is kicked straight to Mr Ratchett's private part]
Bob Likely: Ooh! Right in his carrots and onions!
Bob Carter: No nookie for Mr Ratchett.
Bob Likely: No nookie for Mrs Ratchett neither.

It's ironic

Most of the guys in here have nothing. Never had to start with. But you, you had everything they ever dreamed of. And you threw it all away.

You're becoming a sentimental old fart.

I just wanna keep my head down, do my twelve months and I'm going home.

Stick that in your trophy cabinet.

Yeah, three across, four letters: acid. The governor lets Sykes get his "Racing Times" and other papers special delivery. He thinks it helps Sykes work out form and give him tips. He doesn't know that they're pre-soaked in acid.

Some of the boys have a crap in the night, wrap it and airmail it out the window.